Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Back In The Ould Country, artist - Tom Robinson
Date of issue: 06.09.1992
Song language: English
Back In The Ould Country |
I had Guinness with a Hot Press photographer in a Dublin pub |
He wore a crucifix and a short fat beard |
Showed me pictures of Gavin Thursday, Three Men And A Dog |
With the Joshua Duo stood around looking weird |
Met a Sid Vicious lookalike and he was six foot four |
Had spikes on his dog collar made of solder |
He was sitting in Bewley’s caff in a dirty old gaberdine mac |
He was 17 but he looked about ten years older, that was |
Back in the Ould Country, back in the Ould Country |
Back in the Ould Country, back in the Ould Country |
10 AM one Sunday, Diceman hadn’t been near his bed |
And he was gargling creme de menthe just to keep awake |
He’d been rolling through night, and got ossified in Sides |
He look so smashed and happy it made my day, that was |
Back in the Ould Country, back in the Ould Country |
Back in the Ould Country, back in the Ould Country |
Headed into Limerick on the Clonmel road |
In a beat-up rented Nissan with no brakes |
Saw a Garda on the beat with two size 13 feet |
Ten convent girls and a nun on roller skates, that was |
Back in the Ould Country, back in the Ould Country |
Back in the Ould Country, back in the Ould Country |